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coastal tree, Tokonama: photo by Stephen Cairns, 25 November 2013
The darkness steals the forms of all the queens.
But oh, the palms of her two black hands are red!
It is Death I fear so much, it is not the dead --
Not this gray book, but the red and bloody scenes.
The lamps are white like snowdrops on the grass;
The town is like a churchyard, all so still
And gray, now night is here; nor will
Another torn red sunset come to pass.
And so I sit and turn the book of gray,
Feeling the shadows like a blind man reading,
All fearful lest I find some next word bleeding.
Nay, take my painted missal book away.
D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930): Grief, from The New Poetry: An Anthology, ed. Harriet Monroe, 1917
But oh, the palms of her two black hands are red!
It is Death I fear so much, it is not the dead --
Not this gray book, but the red and bloody scenes.
The lamps are white like snowdrops on the grass;
The town is like a churchyard, all so still
And gray, now night is here; nor will
Another torn red sunset come to pass.
And so I sit and turn the book of gray,
Feeling the shadows like a blind man reading,
All fearful lest I find some next word bleeding.
Nay, take my painted missal book away.
D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930): Grief, from The New Poetry: An Anthology, ed. Harriet Monroe, 1917
D. H. Lawrence: photo by Nickolas Muray (1892-1965), n.d. (George Eastman House)
pulling strings [traditional fishing in the Nagara River, Japan] : photo by Stephen Cairns, 24 August 2012
snow day (Saint John, New Brunswick): photo by Gillian Barfoot (Seeing Is), 15 December 2013
plum tree in snow: photo by Stephen Cairns, 26 January 2013
Bare Tree #2: photo by Jim Rohan (LowerDarnley), 1 January 2014
Three Trees #2: photo by Jim Rohan (LowerDarnley), 3 January 2014
Adams Pasture in Winter #7, Newbury, Massachusetts photo by Jim Rohan (LowerDarnley), 29 December 2013